Gathering Fire, Buddha's Son!

Don't be fooled by the fact that this was merely a minor immortal art with little offensive power, seemingly useful only for fertilizing fields.

However, when paired with other offensive water-controlling arts, it could enhance their power and achieve an effect similar to a combo technique.

Song Changming was not particularly versed in the Dao of water control, and he had learned these minor arts from the remnant souls contained within the Soul Banner.

He had used it this time only to see the tangible changes brought about by the increase in his immortal cultivation.

"Not bad." Song Changming was satisfied with his surging immortal power.

Moreover, if one reached out and touched the falling Spirit Rain, they would find that every drop seemed to contain the weight of ten thousand jun, striking the ground with heavy thuds.

This was also what set him apart from other immortals.

His immortal power carried the vital essence of Immortal Martial Qi and Blood. Within the Spirit Rain Technique, this manifested as every drop of Spirit Rain becoming as heavy as Divine Iron—heavy enough to crush someone to death!

This invisibly turned the originally harmless Spirit Rain Technique into something vastly more powerful, concealing deadly intent!

"With my Immortal Martial abilities, I can use the cultivation of a mid-stage True Immortal as though I were at the late stage," Song Changming muttered.

The cultivation and strength of a late-stage True Immortal was already enough to serve as a branch commander in the immortal army, commanding five hundred heavenly soldiers.

Song Changming had met the hard requirements. All he needed was an opportunity to earn immortal merit, and he would have a chance of advancing!

After the last Immortal-Demon War, the Northern Immortal Army had yet to fully recover. Many branch commander posts, and